Moody is the one to introduce Tonks within the Order of the Phoenix. She is able to become a member thanks to his recommendation.

After almost nine months of not seeing Moody (the paranoid Auror, much to the girl's surprise, doesn't want at all to say anything about his short-termed career as a Hogwarts Professor) Tonks is back under his supervision. She cannot say that she has been missing it.

Arriving for the first time in the Order of the Phoenix' Headquarters is not a pleasant experience for Tonks.

The place is under the Fidelius Charm, which is not surprising.

The place looks like unobtrusive Muggle terrace house, which is also not surprising.

The first surprise waits for Tonks inside. The house is dark, gloomy, extremely messy and filled with musty smell- but all of this is not the worst.

The place looks oddly familiar.

'This is one of the Black family houses, Tonks.' Moody mutters in a lowered voice, as he leads the girl along the dark corridor.

Tonks feels an ice-cold cramp in her stomach

'B-but...?' she wants to ask questions, but she is in a loss for words...

Moody looks at her.

'Why're you so shocked, girl?' he snaps. 'Obviously, this is not the Black Manor, the biggest family heirloom. Your family is extensive, so they have quite a lot of properties all over the country. We are just making use of one of them. This house is presented to the Order's leadership by your cousin Sirius Black.'

Tonks clenches her fists.

She knows that Sirius has been acquitted ad enrolled in the Order, just like she and the Malfoys had predicted.

It is also quite logical that he inherited one of the Black properties, that had once belonged to Grandfather Orion and Grandmother Walburga.

However, he had no right to hand the Blacks' family property over to the Blood Traitors. He had no right to defile Grandparents' house, rearranging it for Order of the Phoenix' Headquarters.

Tonks is forced to unclench her fists and stick a fake smile to her face, as she leaves the dark corridor and enters the dining hall.

The room is full of Order's members, but only one person draws Tonks' attention.

Sirius Black. He stands there, leaning against a wall, apparently smug for some reason.

He looks way neater than on that dreadful night at the lake shore. His hair is combed and shiny, his facial hair is trimmed. He no longer looks malnourished or exhausted.

He stretches his hand out towards Tonks.

'I was looking forward to meet you, I'm your cousin. Sirius.' he says quietly.

Tonks forces herself to accept his hand and shake it.

'Tonks.' she introduces herself shortly.

Sirius smiles and grabs by the arm a timid, skinny man, standing nearby, and drags him forward.

'This is Moony... Remus Lupin. My childhood friend. I hope you get along with each other.'

Remus Lupin has some nasty scars on his face. He looks insecure, extending his hand for Tonks to shake.

Well, at least he doesn't appear arrogant and obnoxious, like her traitorous cousin.

Suddenly, Tonks finds herself in a tight embrace of soft arms.

'Nymphadora, sweetheart! Merlin, how you've grown!'

Molly Weasley.

Tonks' Mother and Father have always been on very friendly terms with the Weasley family. Arthur and Molly used to come around for tea when Tonks was a child.

The girl sighs internally and hugs Mrs Weasley back. She cannot even be bothered to ask her not to use the name "Nymphadora".

Molly starts to prattle in her screechy voice. She speaks about the house; about its appalling condition and about the need to do a general clean-up and make this place serviceable.

Tonks nods politely, but internally she rolls her eyes. This woman is so loud and obnoxious. No wonder she is a friend of Andromeda.

'One more thing, dearie.' Molly adds, finishing her long rant. 'In the entrance corridor, you must lower your voice and try not to make any noise.'

Tonks is interested for the first time.

'Why, Mrs Weasley?' she asks.

'Portrait of Walburga Black.' Molly answers in a grieve tone. 'Extraordinarily nasty portrait, I may add. We cover it up with curtains and try to keep this old hag asleep. When she is woken up, she screams and cries like a stuck hog.'

Tonks' vision become red. Before she manages to bite back her tongue, she hisses at Molly:

'Mr Weasley, why do you keep the portrait covered up? And more importantly, why are you calling my grandmother an old hag?'

Molly blushes slightly, realizing her faux pas.

'Forgive me, sweetheart, I'm always forgetting that you descent from those people. You are so unlike them!'

'Oi, Mad-Eye, Remus, Tonks! Are you three ready? We don't have much time, y'know, Potter must be relocated as soon as possible!'

The familiar voice comes from the entrance hall.

Molly rushes that way.

'Kingsley, shush it!' she hisses. 'You will wake...'

'FILTH! MUDBLOODS! HALF-BREEDS! SCUM! HOW DARE YOU BEFOUL THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS! BEGONE FROM THIS PLACE...!'

Screechy, shrill voice of an elderly woman.

'Remus, Sirius, quickly!' Molly yells. 'We must cover it up back!'

Lupin, Sirius, Molly and Tonks rush along the corridor, where a very embarrassed Kingsley Shacklebolt is already struggling to draw the curtains of a huge portrait.

Walburga Black reminds Tonks of a much older version of Narcissa. However, at the moment, her aristocratic facial features are twisted in fury and despair.

'MUDBLOODS! SCUM!' she cries, as Molly, Sirius, Remus and Kinsley struggle with the curtains.

No matter how hard they pull, the curtains don't even budge.

Tonks slowly approaches the portrait.

'STEP ASIDE!' the girl yells.

Four members of the Order turn back at her in confusion.

'Step aside.' she repeats calmly. 'Let me take care of this.'

Molly hesitantly lets go of the fabric of the curtain.

'Well, sweetie, if you know a useful spell for such an occasion...' she says.

'Please, let me come closer.' Tonks whispers. Molly and three men step aside, making place for her.

Walburga still screams about Mudbloods, when Tonks gets very close. She almost clings to the portrait with her entire body, and lifts her head up, to look the elderly Witch in the eyes.

'Toujours Pur.' she whispers softly, quietly enough for the four Order's members not to hear. Walburga cuts her yells off immedietly.

'You are...' she says curiously.

Tonks makes a slight arc with her leather coat. Walburga's eyes widen, as she notices the Black Family badge on the girl's chest.

'I'm your granddaughter, it's a honor to meet you.' Tonks whispers.

Walburga watches the girl and a smile appears on her face, but after a while she takes her eyes off and indicates Molly, Sirius, Lupin and Shacklebolt.

'They are...' she starts with a disgust in her voice.

'I know.' Tonks answers quickly.

'Chase them away.' Walburga whispers.

'I cannot, even though I'd love to.' the girl answers. 'All I can do for now, is to force them to treat you with respect, Grandmother.'

Walburga nods slowly and leans against her portrait's frames.

Tonks turns back towards the Order's members.

'Nymphadora, dear, you're brilliant!' Molly beams. 'How did you manage that? She won't scream anymore?'

'No.' Tonks answers coolly. 'But nobody will cover her up with curtains and nobody will offend her anymore. This is her home, and you are the guests, I think you should keep that in mind.'

Sirius frowns at the girl and opens his mouth to argue.

'She is your Mother, Sirius!' Tonks hisses before he can speak. 'If you do not respect her memory, at least be decent enough not to cover her portrait with some dirty rags!'

'Oi, kiddos.' a hoarse voice of Moody cuts the discussion off. 'Lupin, Shacklebolt, Tonks. Off we go. We have one Potter to transport.'

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'Why are we all standing in the dark? Lumos!' Tonks says, as she enters a Muggle household with a group of Aurors.

A large group of Aurors, she might add. Doge, Podmore, Hestia, Diggle and Vance have all joined them on the way.

Well, apparently Mad-Eye considers a group of nine Aurors less obtrusive than a group of four Aurors.

She lights her wand up and watches the interior of the house. It is almost unnaturally clean, reminding Tonks of a sterile infirmary.

A skinny, dark-haired and very surprised boy appears up the stairs. Harry Potter.

Tonks gasps. She recognizes him.

This is the boy who was at the lake shore with Sirius Black that night, almost two years before. That night, when Tonks made an unsuccessful attempt to set a bunch of Dementors on Sirius.

She flinches at this dreadful memory.

'Oooh, he looks just like I thought he would'.' she says aloud. 'Wotcher, Harry!'

Harry Potter stares at Tonks in shock, without even trying to respond to her greeting.

Is he retarded or something?

'I now see what you meant, Remus.' Kingsley says. ' He looks exactly like James.'

'Except the eyes.' Doge adds. 'Lily's eyes.'

Tonks rolls her eyes internally. Are they going to fuss over this boy now, instead of just grabbing him and getting out of this place?

Moody butts in with his usual paranoid suggestion to give Potter some Veritaserum or ask him some questions to prove his identity.

Lupin comes up with a ridiculous question about Patronus, which obviously can be answered even by Tonks herself, or any other witness of Potter's encounter with Dementors.

'Tonks, have you sent the letter to the Muggles like I had asked you?' Moody asks.

'Yeah.' Tonks answers. 'I've sent a letter to your relatives by Muggle post, telling them they'd won the prize in a All-England Best Kept Suburban Lawn Competition. They are heading off to prize giving.' she explains in the benefit of Potter.

Potter starts asking questions. Lupin explains him comprehensively where are they going to relocate him. Then, he starts introducing everybody to the boy, and it this entire assingment gets awfully long. Why cannot they just go already?

'We're just waiting for the signal to tell us it's safe to set off.' Lupin says, like if he has read Tonks' mind. 'We've got about fifteen minutes.'

It turns up, that Potter - taken by surprise with their visit- is not even packed or prepared for the journey yet.

Lupin tells him to go upstairs and get his trunk ready.

'I'll come and help you.' Tonks says, knowing that packing will take this not-very-bright boy probably way more than fifteen minutes.

The Boy Who Lived. Tonks follows him up the stairs.

She remembers Uncle Lucius' unusual, terrifying breakdown, when he was telling her and Narcissa about Potter's escape for the graveyard.

Tonks is aware that Potter in reality is nobody special. Hell, he apparently isn't even that smart. He had been skyrocketed to the role of a Soldier of the Light and a Savior by a couple of individuals with Dumbledore leading the way. The boy had been disgustingly manipulated and lied to, and in other circumstances Tonks would have genuinely felt bad for him.

Maybe she would have even tried to help him, get him out from Dumbledore's claws...

However, she still has the image of her shattered Uncle in her mind.

That image alone makes the boy repulsive in Tonks eyes. She probably won't even get to like or even accept him.

For the appearance's sake, she tries to make a small chit-chat with the boy, cracking jokes about the Muggles' cleanliness.

Apparently, Potter is too uptight - or too dumb -to take a joke.

Too dumb, Tonks decides, watching the boy packing his trunk Muggle way, in a snail-pace.

'Don't be stupid, it'll be much quicker if I–pack!' the girl says, waving her wand.

Potter's stuff immedietly start flowing into the trunk messily. Tonks isn't impressed; whatever bad of a person her Mother is, Andromeda -unlike her daughter-is a master of neat packing and housholdy spells.

Tonks casts also a couple of cleaning spells at Potter's owl's cage, which looks like Augean stables. The girl sighs internally; the boy could at least take some care of his animal.

She also decides to show him some of her Metamorphoagus abilities- not to flex in front of him, but rather to make him aware who is he dealing with. She has an impression that Potter, seeing her as an only young girl in a bunch of much older and more experienced Aurors- had taken her as someone less important, a Moody's dogsbody.

Just like she assumed, Potter is impressed about her hair color changing performance.

'Ok, time for us.' Tonks says, not willing to waste anymore time. ' Got everything? Cauldron? Broom? Wow! A Firebolt!'

She is surprised, seeing a new, shiny, high-standard broom.

'And I'm still riding a Comet Two Sixty.' she mutters.

Well, I see that those people manipulate this boy not only with their Legilimency skills and playing on his emotions. They are buying him off, providing him with expensive gifts like this. Tonks thinks.

She pretends to be watching the Firebolt with excitement and admiration, but all what she feels is growing disgust towards Dumbledore and his bunch.

The girls conceals her emotions, casting a Locomotor spell at Potter's trunk and levitating it down the spell.

Everybody is getting ready for departure. Lupin writes some ridiculous note for Potter's Muggle relatives. Moody calls the boy over, to cast a Disillusionment Charm on him.

'Nice one, Mad-Eye.' Tonks mutters, watching the boy blurring with the background.

All ten of them head outside, to the garden, holding their brooms. Moody explains Potter how the formation is supposed to look like, he also tells him about the advanced guard and rear guard.

Tonks rolls her eyes for a thousandth time that day. She still cannot comprehend why so many people are needed to shield one, not-so-bright boy, manipulated to be a Hero, during his journey from one location to another.

Lupin gives a signal and they mount they brooms, kicking off the ground and soaring upwards.

Tonks feels wind rushing through her hair. Some Aurors are upset that Potter is too young for Side-Along Apparition and that they have to use brooms. The girl, on the other hand, is genuinely happy. Flying has always been one of her favorite forms of entertainment.

However, Moody, shouting his ridiculous commands, quickly spoils all the fun. He is paranoid about Muggles, who may accidentally spot them (which is not likely going to happen, concerning the height they are on).

Tonks clenches her teeth and obeys all Mad-Eyes stupid orders, along with the rest of the advanced guard. She finally loses her patience, when Moody tells them to fly through clouds.

'We're not going through clouds.' Tonks says firmly. 'We'll get soaked, Mad-Eye!'

Moody growls in annoyance and alters his course.

Potter looks back at her, apparently really grateful. Tonks glances at the boy's hands; they are clearly frost-bitten and almost purple. His entire body is shaking and his teeth are chattering.

Tonks mutters a swearword. Didn't this dumbass ask Moody on Lupin to cast a Warming Charm on him beforehand...?

She pulls her wand out and points it towards Potter, muttering the incantation.

She watches the boy regaining healthy colors and stopping shivering, when Moody comes up with another nonsensical, paranoid idea:

'We ought to double back for a bit, just to make sure we're not being followed!' he shouts.

Tonks snaps a swearword, this time loudly.

'ARE YOU MAD, MAD-EYE?' She yells at him on the top of her lungs. 'We're all frozen to our brooms! If we keep going off-course we're not going to get there until next week! Besides, we're nearly there now!'

Moody turns his head towards the girl and opens his mouth, but Lupin's voice commanding them to descend cuts him off.

As they find themselves in front of the concealed building of Grimmauld Place 12, Moody uses Put-Outer to take out the streetlamps.

Then, he does something, what Tonks has been waiting for the whole day.

He pulls out a piece of parchment and hands it over to Potter. A Headquarters' address, written down by the Secret Keeper.

The boy reads the words, and attempts to give the piece of parchment back to Moody. Tonks stops him, putting her hand on his shoulder.

'We will not be keeping this, Harry.' she says in an unaffectionate, bored voice. 'Hand it over.'

Moody turns back at her and opens his mouth, but before he can stop her, Tonks takes the sheet from Potter and points her wand against it.

'Incendio.' she mutters, setting the note alight.

'What the bloody hell are you doing, Tonks?!' Moody snaps at her, annoyed.

Tonks shrugs her shoulders.

'Constant Vigilance.' she says shortly. 'Isn't that your motto, sir? How many people are yet to be introduced within the Order? Nobody, right? In this case, will you still needing this handwritten address? No, you won't. It's much safer to burn it down, before it gets into some unauthorized hands.'

Moody stares at her. Actually, he looks impressed.

'Look, Potter, it seems like the girl had actually learned something over those three years of my tutelage. What a surprise.' he growls, grabbing Potter by the arm and leading him inside the house.

Lupin, Shacklebolt, Jones, Diggle, Doge, Podmore and Vance follow them.

Tonks walks a few feet behind them. She smiles with satisfaction, slides the note with Headquarters' address out of her jacket's sleeve and clandestinely hides it in her hip-pocket.

Tonight, Uncle Lucius is going to receive not only a comprehensive report about the Order's advances. He is also going to find out its precise location.